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Divorce Bard

Divorce Bard
pretty how town, USA
February 13
While the ashes of marriage #2 were cooling, I began a journal here in verse, to keep myself out of trouble. So far so good, and one day at a time. I took a hiatus this past January, and I missed it terribly. Writing daily had changed the way I think - not my opinions, but the process of thinking itself. So here I am back again, and hungry. I began with three rules: (1) Iambic pentameter, (2) Perfect rhyme, and (3) It had to be true (no hyperbole). I hereby amend rule number 3: If I'm writing about myself, yes, it has to be true. But it doesn't, if I want to tell a story.


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JULY 26, 2010 12:25AM

Roughing It. Sunday July 25, 2010

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First please read yesterday's short post, Super Swing Golf.

The neighbors with the ruined television,
Considering the message to their boys,
Have made a most unpopular decision,
And struck it from their list of children's toys.
They said they may replace it, maybe not.
Perhaps they'll do without, till summer ends.
The boys can play with other things they've got,
And think of other things to do with friends.
But meanwhile, they're incredulous.  Their eyes
Are squinting, at the hardship to be faced.
They honestly were taken by surprise:
They'd natur'lly assumed it'd be replaced.
Just poof.  And there would be another set.
They haven't figured that one out, just yet.

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What a great poem, DB. It's amazing how kids think these things just magically appear. My son lost his Nintendo DS a couple of years ago, and it was nearly a year until he got another one (the next Christmas). I can't say he doesn't lose things any more, but he's a lot more careful about what he takes where because he's afraid he'll lose it. I hope you don't end up paying for a giant TV, though I know you would.
Hard lessons for little ones. But times like these make some things hard to simply replace. Hard lessons for us all. Poof!
Tough lesson but a good one in the end. We all take so much for granted, don't we?
It seems so sad the loss of wii
and summer's times seem so stripped bare.
These boys shall find a different "we,"
while wandering woods, soon not to care...
The longer you wait to replace it, the more careful they possibly will become...
Probably just means they'll spend more time at a friend's house . . . .
Now that I know what a wii is, I'm thinking things could be worse.
I enjoyed today's poem too.
Thank you all, as always, for coming by. I'm happy to report that the psychological damage will not be permanent. I don't know how many kids in the U.S. have been lucky enough to disable the TV.

froggy, that's a great story. The verdict is out on the cost. Of course I always have the option of letting their son break something expensive of mine, as well. Could happen. Just sayin'.

anna1, true enough. But none of us had the "oh no" moment that my son had. I know he'll remember it forever.

tril, oh boy do we ever. It's just too bad he had to learn it by breaking someone else's.

Linnnn, it's really fun, isn't it. Go ahead, do more. You know you want to.

cartouche, hello! That's a good point. froggy didn't replace her boy's DS for a year. Mmmmm, a whole year without TV? Mmmmmmm.

Pilgrim, you're probably right. I know the friend, too. I'll warn the parents about the wrist strap.

Kim, welcome to the 21st century! As I said in my PM, it took me a while before I knew how to pronounce it. It just took over the stores one day, looking like someone had reduced WWII to lowercase, in the electronics section. I just couldn't figure it out.

Thank you all for reading and commenting. Your comments provide excellent breaks in my workday, and really help me keep going here.

Goodnight to all.